Time until eviction: 3 hours
Fav for eviction: Purple and Dib.
Purple: doh!
Homer Simpson: hey! Thats my line!
Box: Homer…Simpson? Now I am putting my foot down.
Author: aw…ok…
The laser fries Homer-
Box: I'm not paying insurance!
And we return to the show. Gr.
Purple: please….calm down….Dib…
Dib: You'll pay for this!
Zim: for what!
Dib: the wedding!
Zim: what wedding?
Dib: you know….
Zim: no I don't.
Dib: stop it!
Zim: stop what?
Dib: ah! I can't remember why I'm so mad at you!
Zim: works every time…
Dib: so I'll just saw your antennae off instead.
Purple: looks alarmed Can we have a straight jacket in here?
Box: will do.
Two pincers come down from the ceiling and tie Dib up in a straight jacket.
Gir: tea party! Pulls out a tea set and makeup.
Dib: 'gulp' uh….Zim…get Gir away from me…
Gir: we're gonna play some fun games Dib!
Dib: ZIM!
Zim: I my incredible memory is right you were going to saw my antennae off?
Purple: ehehe…
Dib: I was kidding…
Zim: beg earth child!
Dib: no way!
Gir: first, Dib gets a make over. With pink blusher!
Dib: NAAAAAOOOOOOO! Ok! I'm begging!
Zim: you're not begging hard enough Dib….Dib gets a gorgeous facial. Wow, is Gir pro or what…
Box: can we stay on topic?
Oh yeah…
Purple: that's gonna leave a mark.
Gir: ooh! And now I'll give you another ear piercing…
Dib: another one? Tries desperately to free his arms so he can remove the spork from his ear, but fails horribly.
Zim: hey! When did you get that spork impaled in your brain?
Dib: I'm not even going to answer.
Zim: DO NOT IGNORE ZIM!
Purple: ooh…what does it do? Purple slowly twists the spork and Dib hollers with pain as his brains are slowly scrambled like eggs…
Homer: mmmm….scrambled eggs…
Box: I thought the author got rid of him!
Author: the author reserves the right to remain silent.
Homer: yeah well I don't wanna go! I drove my car into a truck…Marge is gonna be so mad…Can I stay for a bit?
Gir: lemme keep him! PWEASE?
Purple: Pokes homers huge belly what is that?
Homer: It's what makes a man a man….
Purple: Can I have one?
Dib: Am I the only sane one here?
Homer: Shut up boy! Strangles Dib.
Box: That does it. Some one get him out.
The door opens and the nice white men drag Homer out.
Dib: the doors open! We can escape! He gets up and tries to escapes but keeps tripping over the straight jacket. Zim, Purple and Gir watch him, oblivious to the fact they can escape.
Zim: what'cha doing there?
Dib: we can get out! Help me!
Purple: I want a squishy tummy…
Gir: aaaw…Innit cute?
Dib: nearly…out….The doors close. I hate you all.
Time until eviction: 2 hours 20 minutes.
Fav for eviction: Purple.
Purple: doh!
Box: the next time Crazy Co ask me to volunteer for a program I'm going to refuse…
Author: hehe…Ok, I'm off on holiday! Bye!
Dib: what about us?
Author: you shall go in suspended animation!
Dib: what? Is frozen in time